C11

The little girl clearly knew what was going on with military service, so she didn't know who to ask. But she didn't know, but that didn't mean that everyone didn't know …

"Mother, it's so late. Please go back."

Yang Wenxian rubbed his hands worriedly as he looked at the woman sitting in the living room.

He also didn't expect Madam Ann to be so scared. His eldest son's wife got angry and he tensed up, only busily trying to get the medicine. He didn't expect things to turn out like this when he came back.

"Boss, Mom knows that I've let you down that year. But San-er, San-er is innocent. It's been so many years, San-er … She couldn't bear to part with her big brother. She couldn't bear to part with the silver, as San'er had married her own wife … "Now …"

The old lady was very old, and her hair was completely white. She only had two days in her life, the eldest was Yang Wenxian, and the youngest was Yang Wenzhong. Because of that incident, the eldest family had finally left their side and hadn't had any contact with each other for many years. She originally did not want to interfere in this matter, but that girl …

"Mom, I know, I know."

Yang Wenxian nodded his head vigorously. He knew that San'er was rather pitiful about what happened that year, but … However, he wasn't raised by his own clan … Naturally, it was not as intimate as the one he had.

"I have decided on this matter. Take out the two taels of silver that Little Three has and move these two ladies." "Later on, we'll split up. The monthly salary of five hundred silver would belong to these two as well." Many years ago, her second son had been married for many years and had no children. She was the one who adopted the third son, who was just born, and gave him to the second brother.

If his parents did not want it, then his foster parents would not want it. Poor little San-er had to suffer so much before he grew up …

"Don't even think about it, don't even think about it! That money is mine, no one can even dream of getting it! " Outside the house, Madam Ann viciously smashed the door. Don't even think about taking the money away from her.

"Shut up!"

Yang Wenxian reprimanded with a low voice. After thinking for a long time, he slowly nodded.

"We'll do as mother says."

Originally … Initially, he had planned to protect this mother and daughter for two years. Once the girl grew up … But now it seemed that he had really thought too well of himself.

Unexpectedly …

Even now, when he thought about the reason for the ruckus, he felt it was funny. It turned out that the reason was only because of the little thing that the little girl had brought back when she went out with him in the afternoon.

Hehe … He had secretly taken away someone's food and eaten them, but instead, he was angry at them for wanting to poison him …

"Mother, Mother …" "Wake up, wake up …" Her small black hand carefully held a half-broken bowl. Inside the bowl, there was some water. The little girl carefully fed it into Qiao Niang's mouth.

"Cough, cough …"

After drinking some water, Qiao Niang coughed heavily and finally regained some clarity, "Little girl …"

"Mother, the little girl is here." Putting down the broken bowl, the little girl obediently squatted in front of Qiao Niang, tightly holding her hand.

Ugh, it's still so hot. Mother is still having a fever, but she still hasn't retreated yet. What should I do …

Ye Zichen's face sunk, and his eyebrows knitted together tightly.

"Little girl, little girl …" He tried his best to hold the girl tightly as tears streamed down his face. Looking at her sensible daughter, Qiao Niang felt her heart throbbing in pain. "Mother has let you down, Mother has done wrong!"

Madam Ann's curses were still ringing in his ears, "You little slut, scram!" Get out of here with that bastard of yours! I already have a grandson, my family doesn't care about little bastards!

Closing her eyes, Qiao Niang's heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness. Yes, it was her fault. Everything was because of her fault. If it wasn't... If it wasn't... If she could bear it any longer and not leave with the little girl in a fit of anger, she wouldn't …

She originally wanted to go back to her parents' home. Even though her parents were angry at her for disobeying them at the beginning, they wouldn't just watch her and the little girl die.

However … But her body fell down before she even reached the city … If it wasn't for that run-down temple, she and her little girl would have to sleep on the streets.

"Mom, don't cry. Mother is very good, the little girl likes her mother! " The little girl knelt on the ground and wiped away the tears at the corner of Qiao Niang's eyes. She didn't expect Qiao Niang, who was usually weak, to suddenly become unyielding.

That family, she really didn't care about them at all. Not a single one of them … Originally … She had thought that her father-in-law would help her and her mother …

However … Hehe … He was not his father-in-law. He was Madam Ann's husband, the father of Yang Damu and Cui Lan …

So... So when Madam Zhang threatened the child in her belly, when Madam Ann waved her kitchen knife to demand that she and her mother take the life for the child in Madam Zhang's belly …

He just stood there quietly. Although she could see that there was some reluctance in his eyes, but … But he still didn't say a word.

"Little girl, little girl, your mother is such a pitiful little girl." Qiao Niang hugged the little girl tightly with all her might, tears flowing uncontrollably. If it wasn't... If there wasn't still a girl, she would really be afraid that she wouldn't have the courage to continue living.

"Mother, it's alright, it will definitely be fine. You just wait here. The little girl will be back soon. " No, she couldn't let this go on. She couldn't watch as Qiao Niang weakened. She had to think of a way.

The little girl used all her strength to pull a pile of straw to cover Qiao Niang up. Then, she slowly walked out of the temple. She stared blankly at the path that led to the distance, gritted her teeth, and resolutely walked out.

After years of hard work, Qiao Niang's body had long since become empty. In addition to the injuries from this beating and not being properly treated, her wounds had already begun to fester. If they were not properly treated, perhaps …

Mother, just you wait, you must wait for me, I will definitely think of a way!

Her eyes were filled with determination as she strode forward with her short legs …

"Bun, big meat bun …" "Three taels of silver, two taels …"

"White bread, white bread, one tael of money."

On the bluestone paved street, hawkers were shouting and peddling. The streets were bustling with people. The little girl squeezed into the crowd and looked around with a blank expression. When she was tired, she sat down under the eaves …

"Doctor, doctor, please save my mother …"

"Get out, get out! "Don't mess around here!"

"..."

She couldn't remember how many times she had been thrown out without any doctor willing to help her.

She was suddenly at a loss. Didn't they say that the ancient people were all simple and unsophisticated? Why... Why didn't anyone help her...

What should I do... No doctor... Would mom …

"Wuu … wuu …" "Sob, sob …"

She could not bear it any longer and started crying bitterly in her heart.

"Hey, are you hungry? This is for you to eat! "

After an unknown period of time, a person suddenly stood in front of her.

The girl slowly raised her head. Her eyes were filled with confusion.

He looked to be about seven or eight years old. His clothes were tattered, and his entire body was dirty. His face was so dark that it was hard to see his original appearance. He was barefoot …

However, those eyes were abnormally clear.

He stood in front of her, holding half a hard bun in his dark hand.

"Eat, eat. After you've eaten your fill, you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

The little beggar girl sat down next to him and stuffed the steamed bun into her hands. Then, he gently rubbed her head as his eyes filled with sympathy.

He knew how hard it was to starve. His little sister was so young, she must have been hungry.

"I …"

The little girl looked at the little beggar, not knowing what to do.

"Eat, eat, don't be polite!" The little beggar waved his hand and patted his chest: "Don't be polite with big brother, eat!"

Ye Zichen casually took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket. He had snuck this bottle over just now. Those people drank happily, so the taste should …

"Pfft!"

"F * ck, what's so bad about this!"

"Wine?"

Throwing away the steamed bun in her hand, the little girl snatched the porcelain bottle from the little beggar's hands, put it under her nose and took a sniff, instantly spreading the smell of wine …

"Wow, this is great, this is great! It's really wine!"

Holding the bottle tightly in her arms, the girl jumped up in excitement, her face red with excitement.

"Hey, little girl, what are you doing!?" It's fine if you don't want to eat it, but don't throw it away! "

The little beggar picked up the steamed bun on the ground and stared at the little girl with an unsightly expression.

He had begged for this steamed bun for a long time. He hadn't eaten for a day. If it wasn't for that pitiful little girl, he would have given it to her. He didn't expect her to not only not eat it but also throw it away.

"No, that's not it... "Sorry, I'm not …"

Carefully holding the bottle, the girl's face was filled with guilt. She could also tell that he was probably very hungry, but he still endured the hunger and gave her the steamed bun. However, she really didn't do it on purpose. It was just that she was too excited all of a sudden.

"Sorry for what? "This is white mantou. If I hadn't met Lady Qing He from the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, how could I have gotten such a good mantou?" Patting the dust on the steamed bun, the little beggar muttered with dissatisfaction.

He was talking about Lady Qing He, who was the courtesan of the Hundred Flowers Hall in the city. Not only was she beautiful, she had a good heart and would often send food to beggars. If he didn't run fast, he wouldn't have been able to snatch the white mantou.

"I-I really didn't do it on purpose. "This, this …" The little girl raised the bottle with an excited expression. This was wine, and with wine, he could help his mother reduce the fever.

"You … You... "I really have no experience. Forget it, forget it …"

The little beggar looked at the bottle in the girl's hand, and could not help but pout his lips. He had already tasted it just now. That thing was so bad to the point of death, how could it compare to a steamed bun? This girl really didn't know anything. She actually threw away her steamed bun for such a horrible thing.

"This, can you give this to me?"

Holding the bottle, the girl carefully asked. She walked around the city a few times, but she didn't see the place where she bought the wine, nor did she know where he got it.

"Take it, take it …" The little beggar waved his hand impatiently. "But let me remind you, this thing tastes awful!"

"Yes, thank you, thank you!" She did not expect him to be willing to give it to her. The little girl excitedly bowed and thanked him before running off while hugging the porcelain bottle.

"Hey hey, where are you going? "Wait for me, I'll go with you."

Watching the little girl run out of the city on her short legs, the little beggar did not know why, but he could not help but follow her.